Verse 1: 
C			Gm 
Father wears his Sunday best 
Dm			 
Mother's tired she needs a rest 
Fm 
The kids are playing up downstairs 
C			Gm 
Sister's sighing in her sleep 
Dm 
Brother's got a date to keep 
Fm 
He can't hang around 

[Refrão]
D    Am	    Em	     Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
D    Am    Em       Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our ...  
Verse 2: 
C                  Gm           
Our house it has a crowd 
Dm        	    
There's always something happening  
Fm 
And it's usually quite loud  
C		        Gm       
Our mum she's so house proud 
Dm  
Nothing ever slows her down  
Fm 
And a mess is not allowed  

[Refrão]
D    Am    Em       Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
D    Am    Em       Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our ...  
B  F#m      C#m     Em 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
B  F#m      C#m     Em 
Our house, in the middle of our ...  
Something tells you that you've got to get away from it  


Verse 3: 
C			Gm 
Father gets up late for work  
Dm 
Mother has to iron his shirt  
Fm 
Then she sends the kids to school  
C			    Gm	 
Sees them off with a small kiss 
Dm  
She's the one they're going to miss  
Fm 
In lots of ways 
  
D    Am    Em      Gm   
Our house, in the middle of our street  
D    Am    Em      Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our ...  

(Quick singing bit uses verse chords - as it does in verse 4...) 
I remember way back then when everything was true and when  
We would have such a very good time such a fine time  
Such a happily time  
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away  
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers  


C		         Gm 
Father wears his Sunday best 
Dm  
Mother's tired she needs a rest  
Fm 
The kids are playing up downstairs  
C			  Gm 
Sister's sighing in her sleep 
Dm   
Brother's got a date to keep  
Fm 
He can't hang around  

D   Am	    Em	    Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
D   Am	    Em	    Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
B   F#m     C#m     Em 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
B   F#m     C#m     Em 
Our house, in the middle of our ...  
C   Gm      Dm      Fm 
Our house, was our castle and our keep  

C   Gm      Dm      Fm 
Our house, in the middle of our street   	  
D   Am      Em    Gm 
Our house, that was where we used to sleep  
D   Am	    Em	    Gm 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
B   F#m     C#m     Em 
Our house, in the middle of our street  
C   Gm      Dm      Fm 
Our house, was our castle and our… 
  
(Guitar stops playing...)  

Something tells you that you got to get away from it…